Paranormal Stories

Burntfield
Shy girl Grace, 14, goes to a fancy dress Halloween party dressed as a bunny girl, when a bitch dressed as a witch takes a dislike to her, Grace finds herself desperate for sex until the spell can be broken.

The sudden appearance of Rose watching my client being serviced at the spa. The disruption almost ends the appointment. My assistant, helping with the procedure massages my balls while holding up the notepad, reading, parsing the data and tracking orgasms, averaging the quality for personal best, electronically. I have to get control of the situation as I am compelled to know more about our new arrival.

Catastrophe has struck, but Edgar Price doesn't mind. He's filthy rich, secure in a compound high up in the South American mountains and he's going to party like it's the end of the world. His guests are the same VIPs that ran the world before the calamity and will run it after. For entertainment Edgar has obtained a new shipment of willing and nubile girls. However, one of those girls is not as she appears and Edgar's orgy is about to be plunged into a weird and terrifying nightmare...

The choice of being a ghost was not hers to make. So she just had to make the best of things and hope for the new outlook on her plane of existence to pull her through.

Firstly, apologies to all witches; I know that this tale has no bearing on your ways and practices, it is pure fantasy. Back in the 1600's the 'Witchfinder General' was responsible for the deaths of over 300 women, many totally innocent, others persecuted for their beliefs. A pledge for vengeance on all those descending from one Matthew Hopkins is confirmed by a coven, whose dark order is passed down the generations by its dominant female members; their quest to eliminate, relentless.

My eyes watered, tears mixing with the drool, streaming down my face as I was face fucked into oblivion, the sound of my gagging and screaming the only music in the dark room. The assault was so intense, so overwhelming, that my body began to rebel. It was not just saliva. It was a physical expulsion of fluids triggered by the sheer thickness of the intrusion. I gagged, a convulsive heave that had no escape route, and it came out in a thick, clear stream of mucus.

Carter Malis thinks he knows exactly when he turned into a self-identified homophobe, and that had to be the moment when Aron Ruskin, his best friend since forever, announced to him that he was going to marry a dude. Great. So there were going to be two Mr. Ruskin's, and that without counting Aron's dad. And here's this thing. The face staring back from the mirror, the moment he wakes up in a hospital bed, doesn't belong to him, but to douchebag Alex, aka Aron's husband.

Halloween 2018
It was a Halloween tradition for high school seniors to stay overnight in The Haunted Shack. This year something different was going to happen. Old curses and lifted wards combine to make this a night of horror for eight 18 yr-old high school Seniors.